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'That might be worth trying,' answered Captain Carrington. And he spoke as
calmly as if the upshot was of absolutely no consequence to him whatever.
Ken, who had been staring hard at the approaching craft, turned quickly to
the commander.
'Couldn't you capture her, sir?' he said eagerly.
Strang stared as if he thought that Ken had suddenly taken leave of his
senses.
'Capture her?' he repeated.
'Yes, sir. Then you could put all the prisoners aboard her, and they could
find their own way to the hiding place. And Horan and myself, too,
perhaps.'
Strang gave a low whistle.
''Pon my soul, it's an idea. Especially as, being an enemy ship, she
wouldn't be so likely to be searched.'
'It would be very nice for us if it could be managed,' said Captain
Carrington with a smile. 'But I suppose it is quite out of the question,
Mr Strang?'
'It all depends on what she is, sir,' replied Strang, as he put up his
binoculars and focused them on the indistinct patch on the misty horizon.
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